Hash Trash 7/6/2017
So there I was ...a basically beautiful day this Thursday July 6th,...another trail that one could simply call "basic bitch". Across the great genesee we hashed in bliss, over bridges and up and down stairs that smelled like piss. We are stupid and smart, we swear and we sin...we sometimes climb memorials like that of George Eastman.
We had virgins, we had out of towners, we had lots of down-down-downers. We met Edward strawberrita hands from Syracuse...Oh & surprise, Bloody got another bruise. Where oh where did all the shit heads go?!...Guess I rollerbladed into the hash shit for a third time in a row.
A grill full of hot dogs and a fire ready to roast s'mores awaited us after a trail of walking and runnin'. ...Until next week when we meet again for some broadway tunes and summer lovin'!!